It is not very often that I enter into a state of worthlessness and temporary depression (not the medically defined meaning, but you get the gist). But despite the rarity of the situation, handling it when it comes is not so easy, perhaps due to a lack of practice and importance given to it.
I study in a college where the pressure to continuously achieve something is eternal. This may not be as bad as the social pressure that is enforced in family affairs, yet it takes a toll. Definitely it does. From hampering your academics to creating a feedback loop that makes it all the more worse, it is the king of inflicting damnation to an individual.
I have heard lot of inaccurate declarations by several armchair advisors (this term is used merely out of respect and a hesitation to judge) that college tosses and throws you about, gives you a feel of what life is, teaches you to be humble, makes you 're-invent' yourself and whatnot. All this is so wrong, I don't even know where to start adjusting the strings.
'College' is just a phase. That's all. Saying anything more is tantamount to giving undue credit to an institution that exists merely to make it appear as though it is the most influential entity in your otherwise hollow, dull, directionless, haggard continuum of moments. What has changed in me after I enrolled and studied here for 3 years? Perhaps my knowledge has expanded; wouldn't the absence of college also have done the same? The most common argument that I hear from other people is that the degree you earn is invaluable and one of a kind. So what? How will the absence of it validate those string of adjectives?
"You make new friends which you wouldn't have made otherwise", I hear them screaming. Oh yeah, otherwise I'll just be holed up in a corner with no purpose, right? Oh yes, they say, with a gust of confidence. How do you know? I retort back. And what am I, and most people here, doing now? We are winning Nobel Prizes and sending rockets, aren't we? *sad realization and slumping away*
Anyway, enough busting people for one day. I seem to be evading the central question. What is happening in this self-condescending loop?
Nothing lasts forever. Not even sadness or depression. Either it has to end your life or end its own. That is inevitable. What we have to ensure is that the latter happens more frequently, and no one can do anything to help such a person. "Hang in there! It too shall pass!" is the best and most effective advice a third party can give. If all this is happening too frequently, it is more likely to be crazy hormones in disguise and requires a medical diagnosis.
I study in a college where the pressure to continuously achieve something is eternal. This may not be as bad as the social pressure that is enforced in family affairs, yet it takes a toll. Definitely it does. From hampering your academics to creating a feedback loop that makes it all the more worse, it is the king of inflicting damnation to an individual.
I have heard lot of inaccurate declarations by several armchair advisors (this term is used merely out of respect and a hesitation to judge) that college tosses and throws you about, gives you a feel of what life is, teaches you to be humble, makes you 're-invent' yourself and whatnot. All this is so wrong, I don't even know where to start adjusting the strings.
'College' is just a phase. That's all. Saying anything more is tantamount to giving undue credit to an institution that exists merely to make it appear as though it is the most influential entity in your otherwise hollow, dull, directionless, haggard continuum of moments. What has changed in me after I enrolled and studied here for 3 years? Perhaps my knowledge has expanded; wouldn't the absence of college also have done the same? The most common argument that I hear from other people is that the degree you earn is invaluable and one of a kind. So what? How will the absence of it validate those string of adjectives?
"You make new friends which you wouldn't have made otherwise", I hear them screaming. Oh yeah, otherwise I'll just be holed up in a corner with no purpose, right? Oh yes, they say, with a gust of confidence. How do you know? I retort back. And what am I, and most people here, doing now? We are winning Nobel Prizes and sending rockets, aren't we? *sad realization and slumping away*
Anyway, enough busting people for one day. I seem to be evading the central question. What is happening in this self-condescending loop?
Hmmm....the lack of anything to flaunt keeps biting you. The full and obvious knowledge that this is the state forever with no solution possible detonates the internal stocks. splashing and spluttering salts. This goes on for a few seconds, before the brain's Nihilist manifesto reads the judgement, condescending over my lack of rationality and control. Oh well, now all that remains is a faint memory. A trace. A few grains of turmoil, impatiently prancing up and down the mind, waiting to be ignited and watch the person's world go up in flames.
Nothing lasts forever. Not even sadness or depression. Either it has to end your life or end its own. That is inevitable. What we have to ensure is that the latter happens more frequently, and no one can do anything to help such a person. "Hang in there! It too shall pass!" is the best and most effective advice a third party can give. If all this is happening too frequently, it is more likely to be crazy hormones in disguise and requires a medical diagnosis.
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